"Oh. Okay." Beau nods a little, like this is a good thing, like she's building up some kind of energy in herself.

"I think we were gonna do that. Sooner rather than later. See, in my head? We just saved Yasha from Obann and killed the sad, uh, twisted fuck."

Caduceus remembers that, she's sure. How could one forget?

"So we're not too far apart from each other, right?" That's what Beau wants to hear anyway. Molly comes from his death, obviously, but Caleb and Fjord and even Essek know things she doesn't. And there's no way to communicate all of it, blow by blow.